I invited Jessica to my house for a Saturday when I knew my parents would not be home. When she got there, we gave each other our usual greeting and ... led her to my bedroom. Just inside the bedroom, I closed the door and locked it, even though I knew no one else would be home for hours. While still standing just inside the bedroom door, I turned to her and kissed her. This one was not a quick peck. It was a long, gentle but passionate, mutual kiss. This was the most pleassure I had felt. “Done” she said. “Alright this should be simple; I want you to put one had on one of your breasts.” She did as she was told and touched her right hand to her right breast. “Okay now I want you to give your nipple a little pinch” she took her index finger and thumb and pinched her dark nipple. She let out a soft gasp. “Felt good didn’t it?” I said with a sneer. “Yes” she said in surprise. I smiled, “Now I just sort of want you to experiment, touch yourself wherever and see which places feel. ‘Thank you,’ she replied with a smile. ‘I guess I don’t really know how to do this. My husband used to take care of this kind of thing for me.’ He knelt to look at the jack and then back at her. ‘Used to?’ he questioned. ‘By the way, my name is Dillon.’ He turned back to the car and in no time had it off the ground and was changing the tire. ‘I’m Kate. Yes, he used to,’ Kate answered. ‘About 8 months ago he decided his best friend’s wife was more exciting than I am and divorced me. Funny thing. I penetrated easily in that hot and soaking pussy. Pulling me, she sealed my mouth with hers. Our whole bodies were in unison from top to bottom. I raised bit and pushed in again. Slowly we caught synchronization and rhythm was established to our combined movement.One, two, three, it went on and on for hundreds of strokes in and out, in and out, my chest pressing her boobs. I continued my countless percussion and as cloak tickled forward without our knowing the time and bhabhi had her countless.